She has a good figure, which reminded him of the scenes together before.
Her taste is so ecstasy.
Although he was pregnant only a few times, but the bone-thirsty feeling was enough to make him unforgettable forever.
Thinking about it, my throat felt a little dry, and my body felt a little strange.
Wang Jiaohua was frowning uncomfortably when she looked up and saw his face close at hand.
A little more mature than I remembered, but more handsome and attractive.
The eyes of the two were glued together, and the car was very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of each other's heartbeat and breathing could be heard.
The faces were very close, and the breath that spewed out directly hit the opponent's face.
The ambiguous atmosphere slowly spread.
Fang Jiming suddenly moved closer, and his cool lips gently touched her delicate lips.
It's like a dragonfly touches water, and it's divided as soon as it's solved, for fear that she will get angry.
However, Wang Jiaohua was in a daze of drunkenness at this moment, her mind was blank, and she couldn't turn the corner at all.
Her face was a little dazed and cute.
Seeing that she was not angry, Fang Jiming became bolder and kissed her directly.
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao."
"I miss you so much… "
Wang Jiaohua was in a daze, a little at a loss.
She was so drunk that she couldn't turn her head around at all.
I just feel that this scene is very familiar, and it hurts her heart.
Unknowingly, tears flowed down.
The hands that didn't know how to place them suddenly climbed onto his neck, and he instinctively began to respond.
Feeling her cooperation, Fang Jiming was ecstatic.
Reaching out, unbuckled her seat belt, and put the seat down.
Pressing her body, she devoted herself wholeheartedly.
His hands moved restlessly over her body. He was already very familiar with her body, and wherever he passed, it would spark a cluster of flames.
Soon, Wang Jiaohua became impatient.
Fang Jiming tried to untie her clothes tentatively, but she still didn't respond.
He stepped up again.
"Jiaojiao, I love you." I really love you.
What is the difference between the days without her and the dead.
The familiar temperature and familiar feeling made his chest feel hot, almost bursting out of his chest.
Wang Jiaohua was really drunk, and she didn't even know that someone was doing something wrong on her.
She is very familiar with Fang Jiming's touch.
Familiar with no defense.
It wasn't until her chest felt cold that her dazed head regained some clarity.
She felt a furry thing rubbing against her neck, as if someone was biting her neck.
She raised her head, and the cool night breeze blew in through the open car window, taking away the slightest hint of alcohol.
Realizing what she was doing at this moment, she suddenly woke up.
The drunkenness just now was completely frightened away.
Pushing Fang Jiming's head away, she hurriedly pulled off her clothes to cover her body.
He clasped his hands tightly on his chest, and looked at the man who was still pressing on him with flustered eyes.
God.
How could she do such a thing.
Especially when she saw the surge of emotion in Fang Jiming's eyes, she was even more ashamed.
Again shame and regret.
She has a boyfriend now, how could she still be entangled with her ex-husband, and...